The decision to collect interest is very simple, only a few dozen words.

"This is the mantra, and after you remember it, we have to learn its gods."

Xuan Jian Fragment explained, "Next, I will transmit the charm of Resting Decision to you through my divine sense, and you observe carefully, and how much you learn depends on your creation." ”

Wang Shengzai carefully recited dozens of words and nodded after confirming that they were correct: "Come on, I'm ready." ”

"Ding~"

There was a crisp sound in the spiritual sea, and an inconspicuous withered grass rose and fell, and Wang Sheng's spiritual power gathered several times before he finally noticed it.

"Is this Shen Yun?"

Wang Sheng's comprehension is very high, and he subconsciously follows the ups and downs of the withered grass, and gradually, the sea of consciousness is turbulent, and his consciousness seems to have disappeared.

Wang Sheng felt that he had become a dead grass, no one cared about him, no one noticed him.

The lifespan of this withered grass is extremely long, decades like a day, wind and sun, time flies.

Suddenly, a breeze blew, and Wang Sheng woke up.

His consciousness returned to his physical body, and what seemed like a long time was actually only a moment.

In an instant, his expression moved and silently recited the mantra, recalling the years of the moment, and suddenly the whole person became weird.

He seemed to have disappeared into his surroundings, and his whole body seemed to have turned into a dead grass, and he was silent.

"Buzz, buzz!"

A flying insect grazed beside him, unaware of Wang Sheng.

"Very good, with it, you can rest assured that you can pursue." Wang Sheng clenched his fist for a moment, and he almost forgot about himself.

"What's the name of this repression?" He asked about Xuan Jian Fragment, but the latter was hesitant and refused to say.

"Cut, if you don't say it, you won't say it, then it's called a decision."

Wang Sheng waved his hand and continued to find the footprints, and hurried forward.

Fortunately, the footprints were deep enough, and the distance was about the same, and each step was strong and heavy, so it was easy to trace.

"It should be almost close."

Wang Sheng leaned over and found that the footprints had broken a branch that was approaching the ground.

The break is fresh, and when you get closer, you can still ask about the faint fragrance of the grass and trees.

"No matter how fast he is, it's only two days away."

Wang Sheng asserted that this was his personal experience.

It should only take ten minutes to create such a breach on Earth.

However, this is a flood wilderness, the heaven and earth are abundant, the grass and trees are lush, and the freshness of the fracture can be preserved for at least two days.

Chasing all the way, it didn't take long for Wang Sheng to find a pile of carbon fire.

The carbon fire has not yet been extinguished, and the smell of tar from burning branches is overflowing.

"I'm sure I can catch it in half a day!"

His face was beaming with joy and caution, and he began to follow his footsteps.

Soon there was a commotion ahead, and a loud noise spread through the woods.

"Be careful, use the rest." The Xuan Sword fragment reminded Wang Sheng to visualize the withered grass.

"I'm wondering if they're witches or demons."

He began to breathe, blending into the environment and quietly following.

The Wu clan does not cultivate the original gods, and they don't know the time of day.

The demon clan is different, although the physical body is a little worse than the body, but there is a primordial spirit, knowing the sky, and knowing things.

This is also the reason why the Wu clan, who has the merits of opening the heavens, can only fight with the demon clan in the end.

Wang Sheng opened the grass and saw a giant more than six meters tall in front of him.

At this time, he was strolling, walking towards Buzhou Mountain as if he were at will.

It seems that everyone is going in the same direction.

"It's really hard to walk here."

This Wu clan spoke, pure Chinese.

In other words, it is a Taoist language, which is very similar to Chinese, and it may be confusing to change foreigners at this time.

Wang Sheng didn't have to guess to know that the person in front of him was a witch clan.

He was no different from a human, except with horns on his head.

And, of course, get rid of the body type.

"Is this the Witch?" The sword spirit of the Xuan Sword Fragment ran out and sighed quietly.

"In my memory, the Wu clan is almost dead, and I finally met a Wu clan who is still mixed blood."

"Shut up."

Wang Sheng shouted lightly, and then carefully observed the witch clan.

His muscles are very hard, Wang Sheng compared it, there is still a little gap.

The other party is like frosted metal, and he is still a silicone.

Not showing up for the time being, Wang Sheng plans to continue to follow for a while.

The Wu clan also has good and bad, if you encounter a murderer who doesn't blink, it will be a bad luck.

Moreover, Wang Sheng didn't know what the other party's realm was.

But judging from the urine nature of the Hong Desolation, such a big person, I'm afraid that the lowest is at the level of an immortal, right?

This witch clan seemed to have coordinates, walking along the earth, although not fast, but not slow.

Gradually, Wang Sheng found that there were more and more footprints around him, and traces of biological activities could be seen everywhere.

Are you going to enter the tribe of the Wu Clan?

Wang Sheng frowned, not knowing whether to continue to follow.

If you follow, your life may be in danger.

Think about it, it's exciting for a mortal to dare to jump in front of an immortal.

"Why don't we go?"

In front of a footprint about ten meters on the ground, Xuan Jian fragments were stunned.

"Come and see it when we cultivate to become immortals?"

It proposes this, and there is a great feeling that it is not too late for a gentleman to take revenge.

"Wait a minute, I don't think the people here are bad."

Wang Sheng looked ahead, and the more than six-meter-tall Wu clan was gently peeling off the branches and walking around the plants and flowers as much as possible.

Such a witch clan seems to be very kind-hearted.

After two more days, there were even paths around, proving that they had begun to enter the bustling area.

In the distance, I saw a hollowed-out mountain, and there were holes in the mountain.

A seventy or eighty meter tall witch came out of one of the holes, and the rest were usually two or three meters in size.

The most terrifying of them all is the witch clan at the top of the hill.

It's a thousand feet.

Thousands of witches......

Wang Sheng shrunk his neck, but he couldn't be easily provoked.

Fortunately, he didn't find Wang Sheng, or he didn't bother to find Wang Sheng at all.

Such a big witch, I don't know how terrifying it is.

Wang Sheng's heart was a little panicked, and he imagined that the dry grass was so messy in a trance.

It was this mess that deflated his anger, and he was suddenly discovered by the Wu clan walking in front of him.

"Who!"

Wang Sheng only heard a loud shout, and then his eyes flickered.

"Brush!"

His neck was pinched, and it was actually the witch in front of him.

"Huh? What kind of clan are you? When the witch clan saw Wang Sheng, he gently let go of his hand and wondered.

The Wu clan in front of him was too small, like a baby, and very weak, and he could pinch him to death by making a move just now.

Wang Sheng was a little drenched in a cold sweat, and almost threw out the Qiankun ring to escape.

"I ...... I ......"

Wang Sheng is divided, what kind of clan is he? He is a son of the Terrans.

"I don't know."

He simply closed his eyes and pretended to be stupid, and it was not right to say anything nonsense at this time.

"Don't know? Looks like an abandoned kid like me. ”

This Wu clan took pity on Wang Sheng and hugged him with a worried face.

"Good, good, since I met you, I will take care of you in the future."

(End of chapter)